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Only a tramp was Lazarus sad fate

 He who lay down at the rich man's gate

 He begged for the crumbs from the rich man to eat

 He was only a tramp found dead on the street

 He was some mother's darlin' he was some mother's son

 Once he was fair and once he was young

 Some mother rocked him her darlin' to sleep

 But they left him to die like a tramp on the street

 Jesus who died on Calvary's tree

 Shed His life's blood for you and for me

 They pierced His sides His hands and His feet

 And they left Him to die like a tramp on the street

 He was Mary's own darlin' he was God's chosen Son

 Once He was fair and once He was young

 Mary she rocked Him her darlin' to sleep

 But they left Him to die like a tramp on the street

 If Jesus should come and knock on your door

 For a place to come in or bread from your store

 Would you welcome Him in or turn Him away

 Then the God's would deny you on the Great Judgment Day